Chapter 26Misha
“Babe, where the hell do you think you are going?” Lawson asked.
“Where ever I f*****g want to go to, Lawson. You can’t stop me.” I yelled.
“You need to come back here, so we can talk about this.” Lawson yelled.
I kept walking, picking up my pace the closer I got to the truck. I jumped in and started it, slamming on the gas just as he got to the door and tried to open it. I almost ran him over and I didn’t even feel bad about it. Prick!
I got half way down the road when my phone started to go off. It was Lawson, of course. I ignored it and kept driving. I was so f*****g mad and hurt. I had walked in our new house while my mate was going over the decorating plans with the decorator he had hired to help me finish with the rest of the furnishings. The woman was not only t
